| There is no more room in my soul
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| I choose one this night.
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| I scream, that's what I call you
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| If you are not around, I sing
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| A song about love, they don't recognize it
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| It's me again salute, someone runs across the skin
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| A psycho can't live without her
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| In seconds, minutes are more expensive,
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| And the sky pushes similar
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| I'm still alive, I want to cover you with myself
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| And the bullets fly from clips...
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| And the bullets fly from clips...
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| Bullets fly from clips...
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| Cognac is taken out of the body, tobacco smoke is spinning our heads
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| The fifth glass fell on the floor, rockstar, rockstar
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| Now we are at home and make noise for the whole block,
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| And in the morning we will receive a couple of complaints
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| I hope there is a portal in the world
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| Where would we run
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| Torn the pages in the diary
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| For those days that we scored with you
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| Your love is in abundance
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| The main thing is not to argue, you and me or and
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| Baby talk to me
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| Passionately spend with me
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| The quick breath of the young, the tender picture of nudity
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| Night, fire and you are with me
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| I'm on fire and you are with me
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| How superstitious I am
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| Why are you getting on your nerves like that?
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| I became an enemy of a cute bitch,
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| One of the first and…
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| How superstitious I am
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| Why are you getting on your nerves like that?
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| I became an enemy of a cute bitch,
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| One of the first and…
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| We will dissolve in this dance under the moon
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| Problems run after you, and bullets flew from clips
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| You just have to believe in me
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| Hey, don't change the music, hey!
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| Made it clear in time, hey
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| Che don't want to take, hey
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| Don't notice how I want to slow her down
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| And draw, but my canvas on a brush gives me the night
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| Muse in me all night long
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| I share with you and now we sing together...
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| I share with you and now we sing together... |